User blog comment:Brigadier Barty/A Rewrite of Redwall: Loamhedge/@comment-2246928-20150410161641/@comment-32303-20150410171032

The younger badger stepped into the campsite and smiled at Grawn. "I couldn't sleep," Lonna admitted. He held up two trout, each one skewered through the head by a shaft. "I thought I'd get breakfast while I was up."